A Post-Halloween Chocolate Bonanza, but...
One of my colleagues at work either heisted the neighborhood kids' candy collections last night or planned for many trick-or-treaters but got none -- a couple big bowls of candy have been singing to me for hours now. Real stuff too -- Reece's peanut butter cups, Hershey's chocolate, the works. And I'm the only one working in my half of the building tonight...
In the past, this would have meant a night of CHOCOLATE FUN at Queensboro. However, three separate promises intervene: no pre-packaged sweet things that come in a wrapper, no non-homemade sweet things at work or home or in our car, and no more than 2500 calories on any given day.
So -- although I have zero discipline when it comes to such stuff, and if I could I definitely would indulge (or rather binge) -- I haven't touched the stuff, and won't. Quite simply, I can't!
And come tomorrow morning, I'll be much better off...
That's the power of the Promise Diet™.
